HIGHWAY HEADIN` SOUTH
Writer Porter Wagoner
Copyright 1974
On a highway headed south somewhere to Dixie
Where the cotton blooms in spring and snow don`t fly
I`m gonna rest these chilly bones in southern sunshine
And live where the weather`s warm until I die
North Dakota you`ve got my better years Montana you`ve got five
years of my life
But your subzero wind will never touch me again
Southern folks can`t live on snow and ice
On a highway headed south...
When I cross the Dixie line I`ll throw away my coat
And my goods down underwear will have to go
I`ll never live again where the weather chills you to the bone
I`m tired of livin` like an Eskimo
On a highway headed south...
On a highway headed south...